)when what hugs stopping earth than silent is (E. E. Cummings Poems)
)when what hugs stopping earth than silent ismore silent than more than much more is ortotal sun oceaning than any ...
)when what hugs stopping earth than silent ismore silent than more than much more is ortotal sun oceaning than any ...
Dark, wrinkled as a purple pink,It breathes, it nestles in that bed of moss,Still damp from love, which hugs the ...
Not Marke, but Mercurie keepes her warme,And Neptune hugs her in his armeInfertill, fertile of all good things,Her Lord her ...
For I can snore like a bullhorn or play loud music or sit up talking with any reasonably sober Irishman ...
The hushed dark hugs the streets. Somewhere a cat snaps the silence. Dogs begin to bark, like a pack moving ...
What pleasures have great princes? These: to know Themselves reputed mad with pride or power; To speak few words -- ...
Today, because I couldn't find the shortcut through, I had to walk this town's entire inner perimeter to find where ...
Gathering in worship coming together bright sounds of children hugs all around Wishing for your presence centering our spirits coming ...
A small church long past its birth stained windows, stained ceilings, dark stain on the pews dark runners on the ...
It is there, deep in her young heart bearing fruits of faith, in our lives sharing the belief she has ...
It is there, deep in her young heart bearing fruits of faith, in our lives sharing the belief she has ...
Oh! could I hope the wise and pure in heart Might hear my song without a frown, nor deem My ...
Sunday, I am eating a grapefruit, church is over at the Russian Orthadox to the west. she is dark of ...
O HOW shall I, unskilfu', try The poet's occupation? The tunefu' powers, in happy hours, That whisper inspiration; Even they ...
What woman hugs her infant there? Another star has shot an ear. What made the drapery glisten so? Not a ...
I will not wash my face; I will not brush my hair; I "pig" around the place-- There's nobody to ...
THE SEA is large. The sea hold on a leg of land in the Chesapeake hugs an early sunset and ...
TERRIFIC FIEND! thou Monster fell, Condemn'd in haunts profane to dwell, Why quit thy solitary Home, O'er wide Creation's paths ...
You've asked me what the lobster is weaving there with his golden feet? I reply, the ocean knows this. You ...
(Being the philosophy of many Soldiers.) Sit on the bed; I'm blind, and three parts shell, Be careful; can't shake ...
I will think no more of the sea! Of the big green waves And the hollowed shore, Of the brown ...
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